Sunday, August 28, 2016

It was now his turn to dominate following her riding him teasingly. Feeling him grow beneath her. He grabs her and turns her perching her soft round ass onto the bed. He leans down and meets her flesh with his teeth and lips. His bites left punctured marks on her skin. Wrapping her long lets around him she pulls him close. He grabs her knee and placed the wooden paddle on her leg. She breathes heavy, her ribs pushing on her tight back harness. She looks up into his piercing blue eyes. I guess this is it ... it is time

Thursday, August 25, 2016

His hand so soft, his touch so delicate. He was so charming and funny. In a trance she hung on every word, waiting for the next antidode of amazingness to exit his lips.

He walks behind her and gently places his hands on her shoulders, turning her she climbs to kneel on her seat and looks at him with big eyes. He gently caresses her face. His fingers warm as he lifts her chin..... what was he going to do :O

After much diligent research, aided by other women, I gradually came to understand that beneath the familiar Goddesses of the patriarchy, there is a much more ancient Goddess. - Carol P. Christ

She is the embodiment of the divine feminine. She is Mother Nature, the Earth-- Gaia; she is fertility and the turning of the seasons. She is the cycle of birth, life, death, and regeneration-- or rebirth; she is the Creatrix of all that is, was, and will be.

Thursday, August 18, 2016

It was over a year ago one of those spring evenings in March. One of those crisp evenings where a sweater and hoodie is a must. Her room was gently warmed and the sound of the heating system slowly rumbling in the background. Her room was medium in size. Baby blue splashed the walls with cream accents. She sat perched on her bed, the same spot you will find her most evenings. Typing away her fingers dancing across the keyboard, as she is deep in conversation with the only one that holds her attention.

He gained that attention by a simply IM on a specific day of remembrance she holds close to her.

Like a sign from the person she counted as the only man that mattered in her life. She types more furiously as they talk for hours none stop.

Over time this develops, the relationship grows. They become closer and closer. He helps her open up, see the wrong in her life and make it all right. He protects her like a lion protecting its young. She sits on every word. Like who is this guy, how did he get here and holy shit where has he been for all this time.

A picture here, a video there, she suddenly realises ...... shes falling in love with this foreign guy inside the laptop. After she vowed never to let her heart open for a long time. He was the one that reignited that spark.

I research heavily on several subjects, as my hobby, on influences from other cultures, their deities, religious influences and god and goddess'. This one fascinates me. I work with several Indian gentleman who have teach me their culture on a daily basis. I myself am accommodating and accepting of their teachings as i feel it widens my already open heart to other beliefs cultures and how other people live their life.

I find the Indian culture amazing, their religious deities are incredibly interesting to learn and research about. I had the privilege to visit India at the beginning of this year and i can say it left its mark with me. I speak daily with people from there who continue to teach me and show me their culture in all its glory. They even said i had the traits, slight looks and essence of Sushmita Sen, this i found to be an honour (i mean she was Miss Universe).

I would love to learn more about this wonderful place and would be eternally grateful for anyone providing me with more research material.

So with that being said here is #1 in the deity series. Ladies and gents my sl interpretation of Durga.